Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belarus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lungfish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pop Group,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ralphi Rosario,
Archie Shepp,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
Lou Christie,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Terry,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Qualms,
Quadrant,
The Count Five,
The Five Americans,
Matthew Halsall,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
K-Klass,
Black Bananas,
The Young Rascals,
Kenny Larkin,
The Vogues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker,
Eve St. Jones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fugazi,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
Soul II Soul,
Lower 48,
Subhumans,
Sandy B,
The Toasters,
The Cowsills,
Yazoo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Warren Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Quando Quango,
The Cramps,
Hoover,
Goldenarms,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aural Exciters,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.